•    I found something better than sex!   

    Just kidding!! Well, almost,lol.

    Last Friday as it was such a pleasant day, I made plans to go to the Tate Gallery in Central London. I got off at London Bridge and I thought I’d take a walk through Borough St. Market first as I hadn’t been there in about a year. Oh, they had some wonderful delectables there. If I didn’t have the willpower I would’ve gone spending crazy, but I did give into something. I ended up buying a small box of Fairtrade Crumbly Fudge made by a company called Burnt Sugar. Goodness it was good. There were only a few pieces in the box but I was determined to make it last until today.

    I had a google and found the owner’s website, plus another website which stocked it called the Ethical Supermarket. Which was good but I’d have to pay £3.95 for delivery for a packet of fudge for £2.95. Either that or spend over a tenner for free delivery. For a simple treat I don’t want to have to buy six packets.

    On further research I did find stockists that include Sainsbury’s and Waitrose, which I’ve never seen at either. But if anybody does find it please let me know. I might even pop down to my local Sainsbury’s tomorrow to see if they stock it. That’s how much I’m on a mission right now.

    I never did make it to the Tate Modern. They actually had a mini festival outside their entrance, with tents selling food, showing mini plays, even a tent where you can join in a chess game or two. I stayed outside on the green, read my latest book and just enjoyed the atmosphere. Then I took a saunter alongside the river and walked to Waterloo Station and headed back home. What a lovely day it turned out to be, Next time I’ll actually make it inside the gallery.

    Described by The Observer Monthly as the best fudge in the world.

    Described by The Observer Monthly as "the best fudge in the world."

  •    Just when I think I’m out, they keep pulling me back in.   

    Ooooh, I’m so tempted to do Manchester one more time.

    I’ve had a couple of phone calls in the past couple of weeks, asking me when am I coming up to Manchester. I did say that I had no plans for revisiting my favourite place up north, but I couldn’t help but think more about it, especially after the second phone call.

    I did say before that I really had no plans to come back up there again, but…..

    I Don't Know